“What’ll it be?” inquired semi-idiot number one.
“A glass of plain soda without flavor.”
“Without what flavor?”
The customer pondered this for a brief space.
“Without chocolate flavor,” he said.
“You can’t have it without chocolate flavor,” answered the soda-jerker. “Because we ain’t got no chocolate. You’ll have to take it without vanilly!”
§ 194 The Fate of Poor Harry
A cockney music-hall performer, to a congenial group of performers in London, was describing what had happened the night before to a brother actor whom he spoke of affectionately as “ ’Arry.”
“Poor old ’Arry, ’e ’ad a most awful time. They wouldn’t even let ’im finish. Before ’e was ’arf through with the first verse of ’is opening song they began giving ’im the rarsberry proper. And w’en ’e quit, them blokes in the gallery ’issed ’im right off the stage. They ’issed and ’issed and kept on ’issing even after ’e was out of sight. Right after ’im I ’ad to go on.”
“How did your act go?” inquired one of the listeners.